Chili as a performance enhancer again steps (or runs) into the spotlight. Today, in snow and 10 F weather, I dropped 30.2 seconds from my previous 5K best. I have eaten chili 2-3 times a day for 40 straight days. The chili diet is something Runner’s World should explore…. Is this thing on?

With the Gregorian calendar falling out of favor on our Castle Rock, day 40 brings us to chicken chili. The backyard chickens remain safe, though in a tenuous position, having not lain eggs in a few months. The saving grace for these hens being their ability to tolerate, without complaint nor condemning glance, the Cheese Biscuit Chili from the other night. Good on ya, ladies. Yeah, I’ll tell both Golding and Daltrey that the (girls) are alright.

Tasting notes:
The chili was thick and satisfying with substantial spice presence. That is to say, this was enjoyable without becoming overbearing. The recipe yielded a chili easily enjoyable by fork or by spoon. The shredded chicken (hey the girls in our backyard can’t read, right?) anchored a stew that demanded attention. On hand today were additional guest ITP, Canadians. Thankfully, I was not asked to explain the chili poutine, as the Nordiques were perfectly content with today’s chewy, soul-warming offering. The praise for today’s offering was near-effusive, which, if you know Canadians, is down-right boisterous exultation.